Thomas and I don’t spend much time out in the Tempe area since we live in Mesa, but we ventured out that way this evening for a belated anniversary dinner celebration. My in-laws took Little Bit on vacation with them to Wyoming; this vacation is the first time she will have been away from me for about two weeks time. She handled our goodbyes much better than I did; I was bawling this morning on the road to my in-laws and cried again while Avery and I were enjoying some alone time at their house. Our kid gave me a pep talk both times telling me not to be sad and that she was coming back. She’s only four but sometimes, she really impresses me with her conversational skills.
She provides counseling advice from the backseat.
Our small family
I was also a little more emotional having Avery leave on such a significant day; today is my late mother’s birthday. She would have turned 49. Even though I don’t talk about her much, I think of how much she didn’t get to experience. She never saw any of her children graduate from high school; she never saw me get married, graduate college or see Avery after she was born or celebrate her birthdays; and she won’t see any future grandchildren my siblings have.
I think my mom would have been impressed that Thomas and I just recently celebrated our 8th anniversary. On our actual anniversary, I gave Thomas a handwritten note and he picked up our favorite menu items from Blue Wasabi: pizza egg rolls, tempura battered soft shell crab, dam jumper sushi rolls, and their summer lovin’ sushi rolls. He kept the items warm in the oven until I got home from work so the bed of lettuce under the plated dinner items was wilted and looked so silly. Oh, and we all split a Chick-Fil-A chocolate chunk cookie for dessert. It was a perfectly simple anniversary dinner at home.
I am like a high school girl when it comes to handwritten notes; even at 30 years old, I still love to write notes.
Tonight we went out to Tempe to have a true couple anniversary dinner at House of Tricks. After our pretty awesome meal, great service, and an entire bottle of Moscato, we walked three or four miles around the area. I have never walked around Mill Avenue before, but I have been missing out. Tempe is just beautiful.
And we found some doses of humors on our walk.
I never knew that urban camping was a thing.
Bathroom sign in Jimmy John’s
I only take photos in bathrooms from time to time, but this signage on the floor of the ladies’ room was too good not to share.
And I also got in a photo of my love and I in front of the Governor Benjamin B. Moeur House to cap off our evening.
Builder Grade & Reclaimed 